Look up! look up! ye wea­ry ones,
Whose skies are veiled in night;
For He who knows the path you tread
Will yet re­store the light;
Look up! and hail the dawn­ing
Of hope’s tri­um­phant morn­ing.

Refrain

Behold Him! be­hold Him!
Your Sav­ior lives to­day;
Behold Him! be­hold Him!
The clouds have rolled away.

The gifts you bring with lov­ing hand
Your Lord will not dis­own!
Their od­ors sweet to Heav’n shall rise
Like inc­ense round His throne;
Look up! and hail the dawn­ing
Of joy’s trans­cend­ent morn­ing.

Refrain

Rejoice! the grave is ov­er­come,
And lo! the an­gels sing;
The grand­est tri­umph ev­er known
Has come thro’ Christ our king;
All Heav’n pro­claims the dawn­ing
Of love’s all glo­ri­ous morn­ing.

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